You're My Kryptonite-A BTR/1D Love Story

Chapter 39: Moths Are The Devil's Spawn [Self-Harm Warning]

You're My Kryptonite

Chapter 39: Moths Are The Devil's Spawn [Self-Harm Warning]

[A/N: Warning!!!! This does have a mention of self-harm but it doesn't actually happen. I mean it does a bit, but not like you would think. So if any of you don't want to read this, just skip it!! I'm sorry if this triggers anyone!! If you ever wanna talk about it, or if you have these thoughts, you can dm me. Please. You have so much to live for. Stay alive frens ||-//]

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We drive back to my neighborhood and I see that the rain is now a sprinkle. "Can we check on Fox before we go put these up?" I ask.

"Sure, babe." He nods.

I listen to the music on his phone through the speakers, Elvis singing his heart out.

He grabs my hand and I rub my thumb over the back of his hand, intertwining our fingers. Soon, we arrive at my place and I see that the guys still aren't back. Harry turns the car off and gets out, jogging to my side. He opens my door and I unbuckle, stepping out. He grabs my hand and I lead him into the house, unlocking the door and stepping in. I see Fox asleep on the couch where I left him.

Harry shuts the door and I start to get hungry.

"I want food." I mumble.

"Do you wanna get food after this?" He asks.

I nod. I head upstairs to use the restroom. I come out and go back downstairs, seeing Harry waiting for me. "Hey."

He smiles and I see happiness in his eyes as I hit the bottom step. He puts his hands on my waist and I get off of the stairs. He pushes me up against the wall and I lick my lips, watching him do the same. I set my hands on his chest and he moves closer, his forehead on mine. I grab his sweatshirt and kiss him, making him smile.

He moans and kisses me back, making the kiss deeper. I sigh and do the same, feeling his heart beat faster on my palm. I wrap my arms around his neck and bundle up his hoodie in my hands. He pulls away and I open my eyes. We stand there and I lick my lips again. He puts his tongue on mine, making me laugh. He smiles and I gently kiss him. He puts his hands on my butt and I squeal, making him chuckle and pull away.

"Do you wanna take him out?" He points to Fox and I see him awake.

"Sure. Come on, Fox. Let's go potty." I nod to the backyard and get him excited. He jumps off of the couch and scrambles to me, putting his front paws on my legs. I scratch him behind the ears and Harry takes one of his tennis balls and we go outside. He tosses it a little ways to the back of the yard.

I watch as Fox runs and gets it, grabbing it in his mouth. "Bring it back, Fox!" I say to him.

He looks at me and stands there.

"It's a slow process." I say to Harry. He nods, wrapping his arms around my waist. He kisses my cheek, keeping his lips there for a while. I feel him smile and I smile back, my hands on his upper arms. He pulls back and I look up at him.

I watch as he leans in, his forehead on mine. I look into his eyes and close the space in between us, turning my body to face him. He grips my sweatshirt in his hands and I do the same. He starts to smile and I giggle, feeling his hands go under my layers of clothing. He fingertips lightly go around to my back and I feel his warm hands on my skin, making me feel warmer in the slight chilly air.

He pulls me closer and I move my hands to his face, my arms going around to his neck. I hear footsteps and pull back, hearing him groan in annoyance. I giggle and look down to see Fox standing there with the ball in his mouth.